It's not a question of humanity, and somehow, it doesn't even strike him as bizarre that Daneel is a robot. In his brain, in his dream, that makes perfect sense and isn't worth questioning. He looks around himself, stuffing his hands back into his pockets, still unable to warm them up. The question of reality, though, strikes him as an important one. Maybe it isn't real.
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It's not a question of humanity, and somehow, it doesn't even strike him as bizarre that Daneel is a robot. In his brain, in his dream, that makes perfect sense and isn't worth questioning. He looks around himself, stuffing his hands back into his pockets, still unable to warm them up. The question of reality, though, strikes him as an important one. Maybe it isn't real.